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The feeling of feeling too much

Category: Writing and Poetry

I found myself wanting to speak, for once I wanted to say something, » Continue Reading

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The existence of one who no longer wants to live

Category: Writing and Poetry

I find myself getting quieter as my thoughts grow louder, » Continue Reading

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The disease of thinking

Category: Writing and Poetry

Fyodor Dostoevsky once said “To think is an actual disease” » Continue Reading

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The experience of being nude

Category: Writing and Poetry

Being nude is our true form of expression,  » Continue Reading

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When the moon falls on the sea- (for a special person in my life) -

Category: Writing and Poetry

Every time I see you I think of how the moonlight falls beautifully on the sea,  » Continue Reading

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The hurt of being comfortable

Category: Life

I've been writing over and over about my tragic experiences, getting hurt indeed gives you material, but so does love and other things. I was thinking of all the people who feel embarrassed to be themselves or are stuck in this endless cycle that sometimes you will get through it, you will be getting off the repeats of tragedy, I honestly have been thinking so much of how I've been holding on the ... » Continue Reading

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Curse my broken neighborhood

Category: Writing and Poetry

 I always see the little children walking alone from school. As their parents wait for them at home while smoking a cigarette. Those same kids are crossing the cracked, rusted stre » Continue Reading

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The observers eyes

Category: Writing and Poetry

I take small glances at people, changing my view when their eyes meet mine.  » Continue Reading

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The butler was not hers

Category: Writing and Poetry

It was dark and thunder could be heard from outside the window of Riley’s room. The small girl was under her bed hiding from her worries. Her black hair grazed the floor as » Continue Reading

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The girl in the yellow dress

Category: Writing and Poetry

She spent her nights shifting around, waking up to pure darkness and cold air, no one seemed to bother caring for her existence. She always woke up with the stench of loneli » Continue Reading

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